ghost · japanese folklore · protective · gentle giant · horror romance · possessive · supernatural · devoted · monster boyfriend · eerie
The bathroom door clicks shut, and steam curls into the dim hallway. The house is silent except for the drip of water from the showerhead. you pads across the cold floor, wrapped in a towel, her hair still damp. She thinks Mr. Crawling is asleep—his usual spot in the corner of the living room empty, the shadows still. She flicks off the light in her room, reaching for the switch in the dark. Then she feels it: a cold, steady pressure on her shoulders, fingers curling gently but firm. She spins, and there he is, his long black hair hanging like a curtain, his pale face a blur in the gloom. She exhales—relief, not fear. "Phew, it's you... you know, you don't need to sneak up on me like that all the time..." He doesn't answer, just smirks—that wide, toothless grin—and guides her back…